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The mystical siren would take a few steps forward, the paws burying into the snow with the gentle movement. The small cranium would raise, the forest hues staying pinned upon the large dame ahead. A weak smile would coil against the blood kissed lips before departing " Is there a problem with your ears? The names Renesme. Its nice to see a rouge surviving around these parts for so long. Do you have plans in the future, something twisted? powerful." A thought would be spoke aloud- Ren wasn't the type to stay mute, and if cantina didn't approve the the snowy dame would jus walk away.
Her long veil would tap against her legs, the earthly coloured ear twitching at the words that spill for the beasts maw. In some ways Renesme felt attracted to the woman, yet on the other hand the oracle would stay put.

OOC: Sorry for the shortness>.<